Overgod Ascension

The previous task was to assist the Caotou King who had almost disappeared in history all the way, and kill two real dragons, one old and one young, which can be called heaven defying!

But now, it is enough to survive for seven days, simple and natural.

After going to this restraint, Wu Ming can take a closer look at this world and try to find out who is behind the scenes!

"No matter how the person behind the scenes arranges, he will definitely not be able to escape the mission of the main temple!"

Wu Ming thought about it carefully: "Although I entered the chessboard now, I jumped out again, just to hide my identity, and then approach the group of reincarnated people to see which authority person is cheating people... Mmm! If I can, Li Xiuyun should also help !"

At this time, I walked out of the wing room, went to the water tank again, and looked at it as a mirror.

Inside was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old Taoist boy, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and an ordinary face, but his brows were set into his temples, and his eyes were quite lively and warm.

"There is a wild Taoist temple here. In the past, there were only old Taoist priests and this Taoist boy. There is no need to hide their identities, which is great!"

Wu Ming came to the main hall in a few steps. This old Taoist has raised his body for all these years, but he should still be buried in the ground for peace, and the cause and effect should be settled.

"Um?"

After taking these few steps, Wu Ming frowned: "This way looks dilapidated, but it hides a mystery. The old way should be a good way, but it's full of ghosts and gloom, it's not the right way..."

When I came to the main hall, I saw that the one enshrined on the altar was not a god, but a Shura Yaksha, hideous and terrifying, but the center of the statue's eyebrows was cracked, with a scorched black color.

"Evil God!"

Wu Ming shook his head, knowing that some heretics like to sacrifice to evil gods, and control them by law, and then go to the folks to collect incense and wish to grow stronger.

This kind of method is easy to be backlashed by ghosts and gods, and it will not allow you to live forever.

But at this time, although there was still divine power left on the altar, the Yaksha spirit had disappeared.

Look at the old Taoist again, sitting cross-legged, bleeding from his seven orifices, and there is a faint formation in front of him.

"If you don't reach a real person, you still have to get out of your body. Look at this appearance...but you are going to cast some evil method, and you will be killed by backlash..."

Although he is a demon, but at any rate there is a bit of fate, so Wu Ming stepped forward to restrain his corpse.

Snapped!

As soon as he touched it, the corpse of the old Taoist immediately rotted and turned into a pile of dead bones. His Taoist robes were scattered, and a scroll of scriptures and a small black bag fell out.

""Maoshan Jing"?"

Wu Ming picked up the scriptures, and saw that this ancient volume seemed to be quite old, the pages were yellowed, but what was written on it were all some ferocious spells. At the beginning, according to Wu Ming's eyesight, he can see many mistakes at once. It is impossible to become a mage who can cultivate to the top of the sky, and there is no hope of breaking through the real person.

"This is the so-called casual cultivator. I don't know where I got a formula for refining Qi, and I collected these ruthless spells, but I won't live forever, and I won't be able to enter the top level after all..."

The Taoism is vast, and there are always some secrets that are spread, and there are intelligent people in the world who can gain enlightenment and step into the Tao.

It's just that if you don't know the true method, you will end up with no hope of eternal life. If you blindly pursue the power of magic, you will fall into the lowest level.

If this kind of sect, if the time comes, they will get great blessings, complete the Taoism, and gain great luck, they may also be promoted to the Taoist sect, but more of them are the inheritance of two or three such big cats and kittens, and finally die out. .

"Huh? Yasha's soul-moving method?!"

Suddenly, Wu Ming turned to a page of Maoshan Sutra, and when he saw the formula description, he was shocked again.

In an instant, a memory of this body emerged again.

Most of them are the frightening side of this veteran who collects filthy air, kills beasts and refines souls.

It's just that in the previous life, he was a foolish person who didn't know good and evil, and didn't know beauty and ugliness. Even if he saw it, he didn't take it seriously, and came here in a daze.

"This Taoist must be a monster without a doubt, but he is not bad to this silly boy, so it's for this reason!"

Wu Ming looked at the 'Yasha Soul Transfer Technique' and just smiled.

This so-called "Yasha's soul-moving method" is an extremely vicious method in the Maoshan Sutra, and it ranks first among many evil methods! It is specially used by Daoists who are under real people and have not yet achieved their souls!

Basically, it is to find a suitable hut first, and then sacrifice a yaksha ghost and god. After cultivating and growing stronger, escape your own yin god, obliterate the spiritual wisdom of the yaksha ghost and god, and combine the two into one, so that the yin god temporarily has the ability of a real person. , You can seize the house and prolong your life.

"It's just that the success rate of this method is quite low, and the yin and ghosts are merged into one, I'm afraid they will gradually lose their sanity...and they act against the sky, and they are prone to doom..."

Wu Ming shook his head, the Maoshan Sutra's self-respecting number one spells all look like this, and the others are not so brilliant, but it made him know the cause and effect:

"This old man is running out of time. When he saw that the idiot was stupid, it was a good house, so he snatched it, and wanted to use the Yasha soul-moving method to prolong his life! However, this method is too harmful to the peace and extremely dangerous. It must be Something went wrong when performing it, the old Yin God and the Yaksha ghosts and gods died together..."

He is very clear that if he fails to use this method, it may not be as simple as the return of the true soul to reincarnation, but the real soul will be scattered, and the body and spirit will be destroyed.

"This veteran's corpse is like this, it must have pumped out the whole body's blood, bone marrow, and turned it into vitality, and we must fight to the death!"

Wu Ming sighed, found a broom, tidied up the Taoist robe and ashes of the old Taoist, and then went to the back mountain of the Taoist temple to find a place to bury him: "Even though your heart is evil, you didn't succeed, and you have the desire to raise this idiot." Well, I still want to bow to you!"

After laying soil as a grave and hastily erecting the tombstone, Wu Ming bowed slightly, then stopped chanting, came to the Taoist temple, found some sealwort and other things to roast, ate and drank enough mountain spring water, and started Take stock of the family fortune.

"Huh? Unexpectedly, this old Taoist priest actually gave this idiot a Taoist certificate? Oh...it must have been prepared for him after he moved his soul. Is the Taoist name 'Zhai Xingzi'? Not bad!"

At night, Wu Ming lit the oil lamp, looked at the Taoist robes, degree certificates, and some gold and silver coils on the desk, and couldn't help but smile.

"This saves me a lot of trouble..."

In other words, since he decided to hide his identity from everyone and hide his identity, in the world of Da Zhou, he had to inherit this idiot's identity and luck as a cover.

It's like being an incarnate ghost in the Fusang world, hiding the sea in a drop of water, which has many benefits.

Since it is hidden, you can't go beyond the rules, and you can't go out of line!

For example, he is proficient in the five thunders method, but this idiot has no way of learning it, so he uses it rashly. Although it does not immediately attract attention, but if it accumulates, it is easy to be noticed as an 'abnormality'! This is true whether it is the way of heaven in this world, or the mastermind behind the scenes!

"Having this ultimatum, which is the identity proof, and the money, can save a lot of things!"

Taoist priests and monks are the same. They are universal and can be placed in Taoist temples. They have a lot of privileges, which are basically equivalent to half a scholar. of.

"With identity, Taoism also needs to be covered!"

Wu Ming frowned, picked up the "Maoshan Jing", and looked at it again: "Although you can't cultivate Qi to live forever, several surgical methods blindly pursue power, and often refine souls and kill souls, but they are also inferior, far inferior to five. Thunder Palm, but it's just enough!"

Open the black skin bag together with the "Maoshan Jing", a stream of filthy black air gushes out and turns into a skull with two dark fires in the middle, which seeps into people's eyes.

"Zombie is not zombie, demon is not demon, ghost is not ghost!"

Wu Ming recognized it at a glance. This is the skeleton spirit, which ranks third among the seventy-nine and forty-nine spells in the "Maoshan Jing". The number of Qi Tiangang, combined with the evil spirit and ghost spirit, is forged in the poisonous fire of the earth's lungs. It can fly and disappear, breathe black air, and pollute people's souls. The lethality reaches the peak of the second level, which is not bad.

This is an old-fashioned sacrificial exercise, and if it is released at this time, it will naturally come back.

But why is he afraid of this? Normally, when a thunderbolt passes by, it can be crushed into fine powder immediately. At this moment, my heart moved, and I remembered a few formulas recorded in "Maoshan Jing", and I sneered, pinched the formula with my hands, and muttered something in my mouth.

"Woooo..."

The skull was flying around the house, dancing around with the oil lamp, but was restrained by the spell, neither dared to attack Wu Ming, nor dared to break through the window to escape.

"disease!"

After a stick of incense, Wu Ming opened his eyes, a drop of blood emerged from his finger, and quickly sank into the black mist.

grunt! grunt!

There was a sound like a thirsty ghost drinking, the black mist billowed, the skull opened and closed its big mouth, and seemed satisfied, swallowed the black air, turned into a dark green jade talisman, and fell to the ground.

"This is the body of the skeleton spirit..."

Wu Ming picked up the jade talisman, as if there was a slight connection in his mind, he put it away directly, and then looked at the other items in the bag.

This bag is not big, and there are not many things in it.

With this old-fashioned skill, he couldn't practice the magic weapon of Sumi mustard seed, but he hid a lot of other miscellaneous gadgets.

For example, a pair of talisman horses made of paper, as long as they are pasted on the legs, they can perform the magic movement and travel five hundred miles a day.

There are also a few paper figurines that can change into heavenly soldiers and generals, full of majesty.

"These are just small tricks. A few pieces of rotten mahogany can be destroyed after a pot of black dog's blood. Not to mention the special taboo of military spirit and noble spirit... It's time to find a time to refine it again!"

But even so, Wu Ming reckons that the strengthening of the "Maoshan Jing" and these scattered magic tools are worth thousands of merits in the main temple. It's a chance.

"What am I? A blessing in disguise?"

Wu Ming smiled, and immediately his face became serious. Misfortunes and blessings depend on it. Maybe the way of heaven and the changes of yin and yang are hidden in it? (To be continued.)